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Post by Hadrianus Demos on Jun 24, 2018 13:55:25 GMT -8

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He had been waiting for this spot for a while. Out of all the cities and towns, the train would stop at, this was always one of his favorites. It was practically a gold mine of new clients and juicy gossip. It was usually enough to keep him busy even after the train moved on to the next destination. This time, however, he was not in his gleeful, hopeful mood. The train had brought him plenty of new clients heading to the town, but none of them had supplied him with the information he had been desperate to retrieve. Not a single word even hinted towards his beautiful, mastermind. Despite the soft smile that would appear in Hades’s lips with every passerby, he was not in a good mood. He was disappointed and slightly annoyed. Feelings that eventually caused him to close his office before making his way into the town.

Hades had no particular destination. He had passed a few tunnels, which had been tempting to explore. However, his sour mood caused him to walk on by. Eventually, he made his way up to the graveyard. It wasn’t a surprise as the graveyard was hard to miss. The section he walked to seemed to be a bit older than some of the sections as the graves were all worn down with age. It was also completely disserted which was what lured Hades inside. He wasn’t certain how long he had been walking along the graves, making his way deeper and deeper inside the graveyard with every step. The sun was starting to set though he knew the train wouldn’t be leaving for another several hours. He couldn’t remember what the reason was for the long stop. Usually, it had something to do with trades and he lost interest in the reasons a long time ago. All he ever really concerned himself with was when the train would be leaving so he could make his way back before it left him behind.

He could feel a ting of hunger within the pit of his stomach that finally caused the white-haired man to snap out of his long trail of thought. He had lifted his head, blinking his golden eyes a few times as he slowly scanned the area around him. That was when it hit him. He had no idea where he was. He couldn’t see the town buildings or the train from where he was. Thankfully, he wasn’t one to panic. He had been following the raising of the moon, which meant he simply needed to turn towards the sun to find his way back. Not that he had any desire to make the trip yet. Despite the hunger starting to swell in his stomach, he didn’t really want to deal with the hunt for a good dinner just yet. So instead, he let out a long sigh, his eyes drifting over the old graves one more time before he spotted a finger in the distance. It seemed he was no longer alone, though it did cause the question of why someone else was out here.

Post by Juneau Delaney on Jun 24, 2018 16:04:50 GMT -8

It was odd, seeing the parallels between her old world and the new world. There hadn't been a town here in her old world, but there had certainly been graves, rows and rows of them. Most of them were from before the cataclysm and thus were weathered and broken. Some of them were from after the cataclysm and were crude and haphazard, like planks of wood driven into the hard earth, or stones with dates painstakingly carved into them, or little rock piles that Juneau later learned were called cairns.

Juneau was not one to honor the dead, usually. But when she stumbled upon the graves, she wanted to make one for her mother. Her mother had been buried a long time ago, far far away, but she hadn't been given a proper grave. And anyway, Juneau expected that her mother would appreciate some company.

After much coaxing, Yakan had carved one for her with the point of his blade. Juneau planted it in the heart of the graveyard and left it there and never came back.

Now, in the new world, Juneau stood close to where she had placed her mother's grave in her old world. As she tilted her head contemplatively to the sky, the red scarf looped around her neck fluttered with the wind. "Wonder if I should make a new one..." she murmured under her breath. "It's fine if I just make one and put it here, right? Or is there some process I have to go through first?" The new world had so many unnecessary rules.

There was a man in the near distance with a somewhat soothing aura. Maybe she could ask him.

"Excuse me," she called as she approached him, allowing a small, private smile to settle over her face. She had to crane her head up to meet his eyes. "Hello, sorry to bother you. I want to add a grave here, and I was wondering if there are any rules about that. Do you know?"

Post by Hadrianus Demos on Jun 28, 2018 17:36:27 GMT -8

It took him a moment to realize the young lady had been heading towards him. When he first noticed her, he had thought she would simply stroll on by. As she drew closer, he realized that wasn't the case, but he still managed to make it appear as if he hadn't been watching her very closely. When she addressed him, he let out a small "Hm?" his golden eyes slipping over to the woman as a soft smile graced his lips.

"Oh, no, no, I'm so sorry," though his voice was soft, there was a small hint of both amusement and embarrassment lacing each word. "I'm afraid I'm just a visitor who has gotten themselves a... um, bit lost." Which was partly true. While he wouldn't have any problems finding his way back to the town, he still technically didn't have a clue where he was or how long that journey back would be. If he played his cards right, perhaps she would assist him and he could coax her into giving him the tale of why she wanted to add a grave here, of all places. They all appeared to be older than them both combined, which caused his curiosity to peek slightly. Perhaps she was trying to hide the grave from the general public. Place it somewhere where most people wouldn't be looking. It caused so many questions to swarm in his mind but he held them back for now. Bombarding the young lady with a swarm of questions would likely frighten her away. After all, he was a stranger.

"It doesn't look like this section of the gravesite is used too often these days, though. Before I went and got myself lost, I did notice a section where they were placing newer headstones. Perhaps, someone, there would be able to answer your inquiry? Ah..." He swirled around to look over the path behind him, his hand raising to his lips as a puzzled look crossed his features. "I think it might have been that way... or perhaps it was that way...ummm..." He let out a small, defeated sigh, turning back to face her once more. "I'm sorry. I'm no help at all."

Post by Juneau Delaney on Jun 30, 2018 10:32:43 GMT -8

Seeing the man up close, Juneau found that he was quite beautiful, something along the lines of a living, breathing porcelain figure. She didn't care much for beauty—it was a luxury, and Juneau scorned luxuries—but she had to admit that he made for a pretty picture when he stood there by the gravestones. With his complexion, poise, and choice of clothing, he resembled a ghost wandering among his fellow dead. Serene, almost wistful.

Well, he was probably just an ordinary guy. Though Juneau had to wonder what he was doing here, as he didn't look to be visiting any particular grave. Surely he had better places to be.

He answered her question soon enough. So he was lost. Juneau wasn't sure how one could get lost in a graveyard, especially since the non-graveyard part of town could be seen from here. All he had to do was walk toward it. Juneau wasn't sure what to make of his situation, so she focused on what he was saying now instead.

"It's okay," Juneau said as he apologized again. "I don't really want to go to where the new gravestones are anyway. The person I want to set a gravestone for died a long time ago, you see." Truth. "I just didn't get a chance to set one for her until now." Technically truth, technically lie.

"I don't have to, er... buy a plot of land here or something, do I? I can just set something down in a free space?"

Post by Hadrianus Demos on Jul 6, 2018 18:45:57 GMT -8

The non-graveyard part of the town, as stated in the setting of the opening post, could not actually be seen from where they stood. The town its self-was a distance away, though it would come into view if one crossed the five-minute walk across the grass. The land its self-was slightly slope into a hill which was stretched long enough that was hard to tell there was a hill at all. The only hint was the fact that horizon was nothing but open sky and a few scattered graves.

Hades was silent as he listened to her explanation, the soft smile never lifting from his lips. Many questions were forming inside in his mind as she explained. Why had she been too busy to lay down a grave for their ‘friend’? Why didn’t another family member do it for her? Who was the person that passed away and what happened to them? He desperately wanted to ask those questions and more, however, he held his tongue. She seemed chatty enough and if he played his cards right, she might answer the questions without him having to directly ask them.

“I’m certain your friend will be grateful you’re able to now,” he commented, offering a slightly larger smile. It was held for only a moment before she asked her question causing Hades to lift his eyes as he looked around the graves. There were no new flowers or signs of visitors in the area, and even the grass here seemed a bit unkept compared to the rest of the graveyard. Finally, his gaze returned to her and he offered a small shrug of the shoulders. “I don’t know, but just between you and I, I don’t think anyone would notice if you did. At least, not anyone who would take it down.”

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